Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"Meet tomorrow? Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Lancer returned the phone to Toru Amuro.

The blond man stared at the unknown number displayed on his phone and asked curiously: "Don't you have any direct contact with Gin? Otherwise, why would his phone call me?"

Lancer held the plump Harrow in his arms, also remaining skeptical.

When he took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it, he was surprised and said: "Ah, the battery is out of power."

Amuro showed an expression of sudden realization, "No wonder! But it seems that if he is so anxious to find you, he must have something very important, right?"

Lancer chuckled, "When has it not been important for him to find someone? As long as it concerns the organization, he will work very hard!"

The keen Toru Amuro noticed that when Lancer said this, his eyes were a little cold and his tone was also meaningful.

Suddenly, Lancer picked up the plump Harrow and weighed it, and said in surprise: "I haven't seen him for a few days. Why does it feel like Harrow has gained weight?"

Being suddenly diverted, Toru Amuro felt a little stiff, but he still answered honestly: "Because Harrow is so smart, he has learned to open the refrigerator door to find food by himself."

"what?"

Toru Amuro looked helpless, "I only found out through the installed surveillance camera, so I had to lock the door of the refrigerator."

He pointed to the camera installed on the wall and the obvious signs of blockade on the refrigerator door, which gave Lancer a new perspective.

The innocent little white dog blinked, its tail wagging behind it, showing no signs of remorse after committing the crime.

Lancer touched its head in surprise and exclaimed: "You can wear a uniform and be a police dog!"

"Is that so?" Toru Amuro smiled. Looking at Lancer's smile and Harrow's grin, he couldn't help but said, "Lancer, you and Harrow look quite similar."

Lancer: "...are you praising me or scolding me?"

"Hahaha! Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to compliment you on how smart you are."

On the other end, after hanging up the phone, Gin stared at the phone for a long time, so long that the cigarette in his mouth gradually burned out a long ash and he forgot to shake it off.

The person in front of him turned his pistol impatiently and said to Gin: "Why do you have to make an appointment tomorrow? Isn't it a simple matter to call him out and deal with it directly now? Gin, when did you become like a woman? Are you complaining?"

A gun was placed on the man's head. Gin didn't even look at him, but said coldly: "If you are nagging again, I will get rid of you now. You know, I always do what I say." People who arrive.”

No matter how reluctant the other party is, they can only swallow their dissatisfaction.

After being annoyed for a moment, the man stared at the thin man who was kneeling in front of him, his hands tied behind his back, his head bleeding, and his mouth covered tightly, unable to speak a word.

"So, what are you going to do with this Kamu? This is the first time I've seen a guy like him whose mouth is hard to pry open. Isn't he one of yours?"

Gin glanced at Kamu who was unmoved and replied: "The person he is loyal to is not me."

When the other party heard what he said, an evil light shone in his eyes, and his face was filled with a sinister sneer.

"In that case, let me handle him."

Gin blew out a smoke ring, and under the haze of smoke, he said in an indifferent tone: "It's up to you."

The next morning, Lancer wore a white sports suit and took Harrow for a morning run.

When he got up, Toru Amuro was gone.

There is a rumor in the organization that Bourbon is a mystical guy, which seems to be reasonable.

His silver hair was hidden under the hood of his sports coat, and he was running in a bold and handsome manner. He was accompanied by a playful puppy, which attracted the attention of passers-by along the way.

Perhaps he had successfully integrated into the lives of ordinary people, so that when Lancer broke into the no-man's land where he was waiting at the dead end of the park, no one except Gin recognized him.

"Where did that brat come from? What a nuisance!" someone leaning against the sculpture complained.

But then he saw Gin put his left hand into the pocket of his windbreaker, slowly took out the pistol and loaded it.

The young man running over with the puppy saw them from a distance and ran towards them unprepared, waving as he ran.

"I'm coming! I'm so exhausted..." Lancer panted heavily, stopping in place with his hands on his knees, his shoulders and back rising and falling violently.

"I can't run anymore, Gin-ugh!"

"boom!"

Before Lancer could finish his words, Gin, who was standing under the tree, had already shot at him.

Blood bloomed brilliantly on the white sweatshirt, and pain followed.

Lancer looked at Gin in confusion, and saw that the man's eyes were as ruthless and cold as ever.

He reacted almost instantly and tried to avoid it, but the man seemed to predict Lancer's movement and accurately hit his leg after he landed.

Then several shots were fired, all of which hit Lancer's body. The blood stains quickly dyed his clothes into a dazzling red.

Lancer was finally hit firmly in the waist and abdomen by a bullet. He fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Harrow was frightened, and he kept moaning and screaming. He jumped far away in panic amidst the sound of gunfire, and soon disappeared.

When Gin put on a new magazine, the man finally couldn't sit still.

He glanced at the long silver-haired man with disdain, took out his pistol, and gradually approached Lancer who was lying on the ground, intending to shoot the last shot.

[System: Warning warning! The target's killing intention towards the host reaches over 98%, please pay attention to the host to dodge! We are planning an emergency survival plan for you...]

The man stood in front of him and said arrogantly: "You are the one who attacked my eldest brother! Do you think our brothers have been in the organization for nothing for many years?!"

[System: Emergency unlocking of display equipment——]

The gun is pointed at the young man on the ground. Life and death are at this moment...

"Go to hell!" The man showed a ferocious expression and was about to pull the trigger.

[System: Protective shield is on! It can withstand three gunshot wounds. During this period, it is recommended that the host escape from the waterway...]

At the critical moment, a cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded in the tense air.

The man turned his back and saw Gin pressing the call release button and holding it up to him.

"Stop it, McCarron."

The voice once heard in the round table said this to the man who wanted to kill Lancer.

The man named McCarron reluctantly took back his gun and cursed: "Damn it!"

[System: The danger is lifted, the protective shield is being lifted...]

After inexplicably experiencing such an experience, Lancer refused to relax at all. He tried to get up on his own strength, but he lost a lot of blood because he was shot several times and gradually became weak.

Gin stood in front of him and lifted him up with just one reach.

Lancer struggled angrily, but was warned by the man: "If you want to bleed to death, just struggle."

He immediately became honest.

why?

He asked the system: Why did Gin shoot him without warning?

[System: Because no killing intent value was detected. 】

Lancer was stunned.

[In addition, the host seemed to be seriously injured, but Gin only used the gun to scan the entire body, without hitting any vital points. 】

[Thank you for the 1 point of favorability, otherwise the host would have died at the hands of the priest's brother. 】

Gan! It turns out to be an enemy!